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A couple of nights ago, I lay on the floor of my four-year old's bedroom,...

On Tuesday morning, I gathered with a group of local mamas, ours a tabletop conversation...

A couple of months ago I had the privilege of attending the Collegeville Institute alongside a dozen...

We put up our Christmas tree a week or two earlier than usual this year....

A couple of months ago I had the privilege of attending the Collegeville Institute alongside a dozen...

Sometimes, compassion arrives when a railroad bolt gets stuck in the back tire of your...

A change has entered my vocabulary over the last couple of weeks: I've been overtly...

Grace struck me over the side of the head a couple of nights ago and...

A funny thing happened on the way to writing this post: I forgot about the...

When someone you know is going through a hard time, shoot them a text and...

Years ago, my path crossed with a man named Matt Boswell. Now we're both not-so-young...

I can't stop thinking about those storms, How we're all fighting one, How we keep...

Oh friends, have I got a TREAT for you today: it's book launch day for...

O Lord, you see me and you know me, You saw me when I was...

For most of the world, it was just another Saturday in April. But for me,...

I can't seem to stop thinking about holy interruptions - perhaps because life, in general,...

It's no mistake that two friends, of two different perspectives, launched two very important books...

I heard a simple rabbinic story yesterday that stopped me in my tracks: "Before his death,...

Well friends, I've got a TREAT for you today. Oftentimes, learning to color outside the lines...

I was in the seventh grade when a teacher asked me if I wanted to...

We left town this weekend. I know, this is perhaps the most drab of opening...

I've been thick in the midst of copy edits for my book - which is...

For a long time, I prided myself in my ability to ask good questions. Call...

As my friends over at Selfie podcast would say, lately I've been on a self-care...

Christian Twitter was alive with conversation of social justice this last week, mostly because of...

It'd been awhile since I read a book that left me with a permanent smirk...

Sometimes, parenting is hard. Scratch that. Most all of the time, parenting is hard. When...

"Mama, you're a servant," my little boy said yesterday afternoon, as we held hands and...

A week or so ago, I walked past the kitchen counter and noticed a tangled...

When a friend launches their book into the world, I can't help but cheer them...